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Would you mind writing something for this girl?
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All I know about her is that she fills sadness and tranquillity
Would you mind writing something for this girl?
All I know about her is that she fills sadness and tranquillity
All I know about her is that she fills sadness and tranquillity
@20rsomething
mirage:
Your voice sends shivers down dragons' spines. It's cold and deep like the frozen ocean. O'er beyond the mountains, you lay. The snow covers your body after the long fight; this is your home. Do you ever bore of the snow-ridden valley? It is all you've ever known. You have been abandoned, yet there is no place to go.
sylv:
Are you mistaken? Have you done anything wrong? O exiled queen, o lover of spring, where'd your prestige go? Your children fall asleep to your lullabies; your family.. unwanted. You're trustable a first glance, but your sinful deeds shine through. Go ahead, cover up your story. It is known. Where is the truth hidden, queen?
mona:
Adventurer, wanderer, gone with the wind. You never know what tomorrow brings; the world is full of surprises. In a world as cruel and harsh as ours, we must be brave and embrace the dangers. Your thirst for hidden locations is never quenched. The mornings await after your slumber, your croaky voice appears before tired yawns. They think of your lifestyle as dangerous and worthless. Should they assume? If they were you, they'd be rich. Rich of joy.
mirage:
Your voice sends shivers down dragons' spines. It's cold and deep like the frozen ocean. O'er beyond the mountains, you lay. The snow covers your body after the long fight; this is your home. Do you ever bore of the snow-ridden valley? It is all you've ever known. You have been abandoned, yet there is no place to go.
sylv:
Are you mistaken? Have you done anything wrong? O exiled queen, o lover of spring, where'd your prestige go? Your children fall asleep to your lullabies; your family.. unwanted. You're trustable a first glance, but your sinful deeds shine through. Go ahead, cover up your story. It is known. Where is the truth hidden, queen?
mona:
Adventurer, wanderer, gone with the wind. You never know what tomorrow brings; the world is full of surprises. In a world as cruel and harsh as ours, we must be brave and embrace the dangers. Your thirst for hidden locations is never quenched. The mornings await after your slumber, your croaky voice appears before tired yawns. They think of your lifestyle as dangerous and worthless. Should they assume? If they were you, they'd be rich. Rich of joy.
@20rsomething
mirage:
Your voice sends shivers down dragons' spines. It's cold and deep like the frozen ocean. O'er beyond the mountains, you lay. The snow covers your body after the long fight; this is your home. Do you ever bore of the snow-ridden valley? It is all you've ever known. You have been abandoned, yet there is no place to go.
sylv:
Are you mistaken? Have you done anything wrong? O exiled queen, o lover of spring, where'd your prestige go? Your children fall asleep to your lullabies; your family.. unwanted. You're trustable a first glance, but your sinful deeds shine through. Go ahead, cover up your story. It is known. Where is the truth hidden, queen?
mona:
Adventurer, wanderer, gone with the wind. You never know what tomorrow brings; the world is full of surprises. In a world as cruel and harsh as ours, we must be brave and embrace the dangers. Your thirst for hidden locations is never quenched. The mornings await after your slumber, your croaky voice appears before tired yawns. They think of your lifestyle as dangerous and worthless. Should they assume? If they were you, they'd be rich. Rich of joy.
mirage:
Your voice sends shivers down dragons' spines. It's cold and deep like the frozen ocean. O'er beyond the mountains, you lay. The snow covers your body after the long fight; this is your home. Do you ever bore of the snow-ridden valley? It is all you've ever known. You have been abandoned, yet there is no place to go.
sylv:
Are you mistaken? Have you done anything wrong? O exiled queen, o lover of spring, where'd your prestige go? Your children fall asleep to your lullabies; your family.. unwanted. You're trustable a first glance, but your sinful deeds shine through. Go ahead, cover up your story. It is known. Where is the truth hidden, queen?
mona:
Adventurer, wanderer, gone with the wind. You never know what tomorrow brings; the world is full of surprises. In a world as cruel and harsh as ours, we must be brave and embrace the dangers. Your thirst for hidden locations is never quenched. The mornings await after your slumber, your croaky voice appears before tired yawns. They think of your lifestyle as dangerous and worthless. Should they assume? If they were you, they'd be rich. Rich of joy.
@kailiode
lianne:
What ever happened to the curious child? The one who never was afraid of being themself? Darkness has shrouded you; you are scared. The candlelight, the cold sunshowers, the dreadful mornings. Everything you loved has been washed from your memory. The outside world scares you, the clanging of swords heard overhead. "Close the blinds, darling", you tell your children, "We don't need to see."
lianne:
What ever happened to the curious child? The one who never was afraid of being themself? Darkness has shrouded you; you are scared. The candlelight, the cold sunshowers, the dreadful mornings. Everything you loved has been washed from your memory. The outside world scares you, the clanging of swords heard overhead. "Close the blinds, darling", you tell your children, "We don't need to see."
@kailiode
lianne:
What ever happened to the curious child? The one who never was afraid of being themself? Darkness has shrouded you; you are scared. The candlelight, the cold sunshowers, the dreadful mornings. Everything you loved has been washed from your memory. The outside world scares you, the clanging of swords heard overhead. "Close the blinds, darling", you tell your children, "We don't need to see."
lianne:
What ever happened to the curious child? The one who never was afraid of being themself? Darkness has shrouded you; you are scared. The candlelight, the cold sunshowers, the dreadful mornings. Everything you loved has been washed from your memory. The outside world scares you, the clanging of swords heard overhead. "Close the blinds, darling", you tell your children, "We don't need to see."
Hey! Could I get something about this girl here? She's the goddess of war and wealth.
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Hey! Could I get something about this girl here? She's the goddess of war and wealth.
@auraelia
your welcome! im glad you like it!
@rookie
cai:
The red sky in the morning, the bloody lance, the new scars. Dim hallways, and the grim mood. Exposed teeth, punctured wings, broken hands. You're merciless; the folks weep. Gamblers are at your favour, yet the poor seek vengeance on such a god as you. The cries heard from the cells of those captured at war; do you weep, o bloodthirsty god?
your welcome! im glad you like it!
@rookie
cai:
The red sky in the morning, the bloody lance, the new scars. Dim hallways, and the grim mood. Exposed teeth, punctured wings, broken hands. You're merciless; the folks weep. Gamblers are at your favour, yet the poor seek vengeance on such a god as you. The cries heard from the cells of those captured at war; do you weep, o bloodthirsty god?
@auraelia
your welcome! im glad you like it!
@rookie
cai:
The red sky in the morning, the bloody lance, the new scars. Dim hallways, and the grim mood. Exposed teeth, punctured wings, broken hands. You're merciless; the folks weep. Gamblers are at your favour, yet the poor seek vengeance on such a god as you. The cries heard from the cells of those captured at war; do you weep, o bloodthirsty god?
your welcome! im glad you like it!
@rookie
cai:
The red sky in the morning, the bloody lance, the new scars. Dim hallways, and the grim mood. Exposed teeth, punctured wings, broken hands. You're merciless; the folks weep. Gamblers are at your favour, yet the poor seek vengeance on such a god as you. The cries heard from the cells of those captured at war; do you weep, o bloodthirsty god?
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Would you mind writing something for Kanashimi? :o
Basically he's actually a very sweet and soft boy, but he has a cursed mask he cannot take off that suddenly takes control of him and makes him kill people and be unable to die, and suffers a lot because he never wanted to hurt anybody.
Would you mind writing something for Kanashimi? :o
Basically he's actually a very sweet and soft boy, but he has a cursed mask he cannot take off that suddenly takes control of him and makes him kill people and be unable to die, and suffers a lot because he never wanted to hurt anybody.
@searaccoon
kanashimi:
“Stay down, stay silent, never speak a word. The beast lurks around the corner,” they say. You’ve been cursed, your body is not yours. The mask is your new master. They’ve created a new monster, and it appears it doesn’t want you to leave. Are you nothing but another one of those cursed souls? Quick hands, keen eyes, horrified screams, masked smiles. When the corvid cries thrice, will you don the mask again?
kanashimi:
“Stay down, stay silent, never speak a word. The beast lurks around the corner,” they say. You’ve been cursed, your body is not yours. The mask is your new master. They’ve created a new monster, and it appears it doesn’t want you to leave. Are you nothing but another one of those cursed souls? Quick hands, keen eyes, horrified screams, masked smiles. When the corvid cries thrice, will you don the mask again?
@searaccoon
kanashimi:
“Stay down, stay silent, never speak a word. The beast lurks around the corner,” they say. You’ve been cursed, your body is not yours. The mask is your new master. They’ve created a new monster, and it appears it doesn’t want you to leave. Are you nothing but another one of those cursed souls? Quick hands, keen eyes, horrified screams, masked smiles. When the corvid cries thrice, will you don the mask again?
kanashimi:
“Stay down, stay silent, never speak a word. The beast lurks around the corner,” they say. You’ve been cursed, your body is not yours. The mask is your new master. They’ve created a new monster, and it appears it doesn’t want you to leave. Are you nothing but another one of those cursed souls? Quick hands, keen eyes, horrified screams, masked smiles. When the corvid cries thrice, will you don the mask again?